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When saying this, Bai Zixiao couldn't help but think of Bai Li Yuche's crying appearance before he died, just like a child without self-control and presumptuousness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info tonight she should be the same as she was at that time, she should still be presumptuous and unrestrained.

At that time, when she was blind, he was by her side. And who is with her tonight?

"It's just that the person who makes her cry the most is probably me." Bai Zixiao smiled with a little self-deprecation and helplessness.

Such words made Wen Jing's gaze flicker like a dark cloud before a storm, treacherous and evil, and the dark pupils were like a bottomless, boundless black hole, as if to include everything in this earthly world.

"Bai Zixiao would say such a thing, it really makes people feel that it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood." Wen Jing smiled gently, and his smile didn't seem to have changed in any way. It's just that his eyes look more and more weird, as unpredictable as thick clouds.

For Wen Jing's words, Bai Zixiao just smiled, the smile is no longer demonic, no longer evil, no longer bewitching, no longer evil, no longer indifferent, some are just a kind of peace and tranquility like the flowing water of the years, and the years are quiet.

In the Tianyuan Palace, the night pearl was clear and safe, the golden light was dazzling, and the two kinds of brilliance fell on Bai Zixiao's face, stretching his delicate face like a god, and for a moment, it seemed that all the brilliance between heaven and earth was concentrated in his face.

The beauty that transcended the mundane made the dazzling gold of the hall dimmed, and turned into a heavy and dull black iron. Even the light of the night pearl, which was as elegant as the moon, was eclipsed by his countenance, like a star compared to the bright moon.

The sea of stars in the blue sky shines, but it is not as bright as the moon that reflects the sky in an instant.

"Before dying, it is inevitable that people will be hypocritical and say sentimental things, and this is not surprising." The tone at the corners of Bai Zixiao's lips was very casual, and the smile on the corners of his lips was also attributed to the evil charm and enchantment of his ordinary moments, as enchanting and charming as the blue enchantress.

He leaned back slightly, leaning against the back of the chair of the red gold carved dragon throne. Then, his hands were placed on the armrests of the throne, and his sitting posture was a little more dignified than just now, and he didn't know why, but there was a different kind of evil and bewitchment.

"From the moment I took the Yin-Yang Pill, I knew that my life was much shorter than that of others. However, such a boring and casual life, even if I don't live to be ten years old, I don't care. Bai Zixiao stared at Wen Jing, his voice was indifferent, and his tone was cold and waveless, like the white snow that had been piled up on the snowy mountain for many years, and it had already lost its other brilliance, leaving only a faint white.

"But ......"

The smile on the corner of Bai Zixiao's lips has not changed, and his voice is still so cold and cold, the only thing that has changed is his pupils, which are deep and dark, shrouded in countless hazes, seem to have a little more light.

"I met her."

Maybe it's an accident, maybe it's random, maybe it's just a little sudden interest, but their worlds are intertwined because of the day they met. Moreover, they were never separated again.

He admits that he was just bored and just wanted to have fun.

However, the fun can go bad.

Thousands of days and nights passed, and some things were like eternal stars, leaving indelible traces in his heart.

She is the indelible trace in his heart.

"Wenjing, a person is lonely after all, let's find someone to be with in the next life! There are some joys that you can't experience when you're alone. ”

After saying this, Bai Zixiao stood up and picked up the dark purple peony flower robe on the throne. Flicked the dust on his clothes, Bai Zixiao put it on and slowly walked towards Wenjing.

"Don't feel guilty, I don't blame you, after Mo'er figured it out, naturally I won't blame you." Bai Zixiao attached his hand to Wenjing's emaciated shoulder, patted it gently, and walked to the stairs next to the white marble carved stone pillar.

The footsteps behind him were smooth but firm, with a kind of perseverance that will never regret it. Listening to the footsteps, Wen Jing's head couldn't help but lean against the golden dragon sculpture, and his eyes became weird.

If this is Bai Zixiao acting, then it can only be said that his acting skills have reached the point of perfection. When he came to him, a person who had experienced all kinds of life and saw through people's warmth and coldness, he couldn't debunk it, and he couldn't see the truth and falsehood.

A person's life is fleeting, a few decades, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, everything. Life and death, suffering and suffering, these pains will bring indelible scars to the world.

The torments of Bai Zixiao arose because of him, the suffering arose because of him, the birth and separation arose because of him, and the farewell of death also arose because of him. In the course of thirty years, all the pain came from him, and all the sorrow came from him. Faced with such a self, Bai Zixiao actually said that he didn't blame himself, which really made him unbelievable.

However, maybe it's because it's Bai Zixiao, it's like this.

There is no one in this world who can see through life and death better than him, and can see through feelings better.

If he doesn't blame himself, he really doesn't blame him.

"Zi Xiao." Wen Jing suddenly called Bai Zixiao, and his voice was indescribably slow and dignified compared with his usual gentleness and quietness.

"What else?" Bai Zixiao stopped, staring at the unfathomable passage in front of him.

At this time, Wen Jing didn't speak, but slowly recalled the roads he had traveled, the scenery he had seen, and the people he had met in this life. Suddenly, he found that there were no beautiful and unforgettable scenes in his life, and it was the same as his previous life.

Calculate others, watch the pain of others, and pass the time.

In addition to these, his life has not even had a moment of brilliant brilliance.

"If I were you, I think I would do different things in every life, go to a different country in every life, treat the people around me well in every life, let myself not regret it in every life, if other people also have reincarnation, I will look for Bai Zixiao in every life, whether he is a young and carefree child, or a reckless teenager, or an old man, I will like him as much as I do now."

I couldn't help but recall the words that Hua Qingmo said that day, and the smile on Wen Jing's face began to become bitter.

No one had tasted the feeling of him, the feeling of walking in the dark, never reaching the end, the fragility and despair of never daring to approach anyone. He is also a human being, and he also wants to have someone to accompany the years and enjoy the scenery of the four seasons. It's just that in the past twenty-five years, he didn't dare to promise any woman.

But Bai Zixiao and Hua Qingmo, everything between these two people gave him an indescribable feeling. It's like the silent heartbeat has finally risen and fallen, and the cold blood has finally flowed hotly.

He thought...... Think...... also love someone with his life.

I also want to find that person every life.

Whether Bai Zixiao was acting at this time, or his true temperament, Wen Jing suddenly felt that it didn't matter. He calculated Bai Zixiao's life, and he should also compensate for something. There is also Chu Xuanxiao, who also harmed him and Yun Qianmeng for the rest of his life, and now he should give them a future.

Standing up straight, Wen Jing dusted off the dust on the white brocade handkerchief of the Dusting Moon, and his movements were elegant and casual. Immediately, he looked at Bai Zixiao and looked at his back.

"Yun Qianmeng is dead, and the blood soul flower poison can't be unraveled, but there is still a way to solve the poison on your body."

Wen Jing slowly walked towards Bai Zixiao, put his hand on his shoulder, and shook it gently.

"It's just that many people have tried this method, but no one survived."

Hearing Wen Jing's words, Bai Zixiao didn't speak, just glanced at him lightly.

"Come with me!"

Wen Jing picked up a golden lampholder and slowly walked to the stairs. Looking at his back, the corners of Bai Zixiao's lips raised slightly, and he also walked down.

Although the passage is extremely dark, the light of the night pearl illuminates everything. It's a quadripartite passage, so narrow that it's just big enough for two people to pass through in parallel. The walls are painted with all sorts of patterns, but nothing else.

"At the end of every life, I come back here and die here. This is my hometown, and this is where my soul belongs. Sometimes he dies in the desert, between heaven and earth, sometimes he dies here, sometimes he dies in the Golden Palace. As you know, I built the Golden Palace for my long-deceased friend, and after his death, I kept renovating it as a challenge, and after a few lifetimes, this is my best masterpiece. In addition to the Golden Palace you see, there are many hidden secrets here. ”

Suddenly, Wen Jing stopped and turned to face the wall in front of him. A blood soul flower is carved on the wall, and an eastern pearl is inlaid in the stamen.

Slowly raising his hand, Wenjing slowly turned Dongzhu. In an instant, the surrounding walls shook, and the wall next to Dongzhu suddenly pulled upward, and another passage appeared.

"Zi Xiao, you should know that people like you who have been calculated by me since childhood are not the first ones, and the people who have been poisoned by the blood soul flower are not the only four of you who have been harmed by me. However, the Blood Soul Flower was difficult to cultivate, so it took me some time to find another way to detoxify. ”

With that, they walked to the front of a stone room, and everything was exceptionally clear because of the Night Pearl placed in it.

There was nothing strange in the stone chamber, just a blade with a cold glow.

"The Blood Soul Flower Poison cannot come out of the pulse, not because it is strangely poisonous, but because its poison continues in human flesh and blood." Wen Jing opened his mouth lightly, his tone was slightly solemn, and when he was about to say the method of detoxification, Bai Zixiao's voice came out one step ahead of him.

"If you want to detoxify, you have to cut off the old meat and grow it again, right?"

Looking at the countless blades in front of him, the smile on the corner of Bai Zixiao's lips was evil and bewitching. Under the thousands of cuts, there are indeed very few people who can survive.

"That's half right." Wen Jing glanced back at Bai Zixiao, and his tone was even heavier than just now. However, his face is still as indifferent as a cloud, as if carrying the bright and elegant brilliance of spring. "A thousand cuts at one time can't cure the poison in your body, and if you want to live, you need at least five times."

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